Poison Tree

Broken glass

*Giovoni's POV*

I looked at her, shock very evident on my face. This girl was just......astonishing? I looked in wonder and morbid curiosity at her sleeve. I'm sorry, sleeves. The tattoos were strategically placed, I noted as I went from two koi fish, followed by water lilies, as well as little bubbles, which then pulled to a mermaid with a conch shell in its hands, sea horses, and tridents Spear. Her left hand held all things guns and roses. This girl. I couldn't stop the grin from tugging at my face when Jimmy groaned loudly.
     "Why'd you cover them?" I asked, taking her arm, gently twisting it to see all of them. She looked at me in awe, before clearing her throat.
     "That old hag I was working for was very....old school?" She chuckled. "He believed that any one with an ounce of ink on their skin was incompetent at basically everything, so I had to cover them." I watched quietly as she looked at her arms, a content smile on her face. She was achingly beautiful, yet she acts as if she was invisible. She had very dark, curly hair that was currently pinned into a messy, messy bun, a few curly strands out due to her sleeping.  Her hazel eyes were adorned with little moles around either eye, and I had to really look to see the faint freckles that kissed her cheeks and the bridge of her nose. Her lashes and eyebrows contrasted wonderfully against her olive skin. Now that I was looking at her, she looked as if she could Be from Italy.
     "Take a picture asshole, it'll last longer." I was snapped out of my thoughts to see her glaring at me. Did I mention that she was not easily intimidated? I smirked at her before pulling out my phone and taking a picture of her. Jimmy started howling with laughter, while Tsar just looked at me. She was shocked, but amused. I winked at her before turning to Jimmy, who was wiping his eyes.

*Tsar's POV*

     The asshole actually took a picture. I sat in shock, looking at him as him and the kid conversed in heavy Italian. Not gonna lie, I was close to laughing myself. I rolled my eyes before standing , and as soon as I did, steel eyes immediately appeared in front of me. I squealed and immediately hopped back.
     "What do you think you're doing?" He asked, crossing his massive arms in front of his chest. I looked down at the tight black shirt that now seemed to be desperately trying to cling to his body. God this man. I was snapped out of it when he said my name again. I shook my head and looked back up at him, to find him smirking down on me. I scowled before crossing my arms as well. We sized each other up before he raised an eyebrow.
     "I was going to use the bathroom." I stated annoyed. "Did you really think I was gonna run for it with you and-" I cut myself off and looked towards the kid, before turning back to steel eyes. "Well, you." I couldn't stop the annoyance from showing, but steel eyes was now laughing hysterically. I looked at the kid, who was glaring at me. I glared at him before going to push past steel eyes to the bathroom.
     "Wait." He said, grabbing my elbow and pulling me back to where I was in front of him again. He looked at the kid, who stood with a container in his hand, in which he tossed to steel eyes. Steel eyes caught it effortlessly, before giving it to me.
     "Pee in it." He commanded. I glared at him. Were all men this annoying?
     "No shit Sherlock." I said as I walked past him and finally into the bathroom. After I was done with my business, I made sure to thoroughly wash my hands before coming out the bathroom.  Steel eyes was back in his chair, while the kid had medical equipment laid neatly on the bed. I sighed before walking over to the kid and giving him the now full container. I hopped back on the bed and watched as the kid picked up a lancet device. I gave him a finger and hissed as he stuck the needle in with more force than necessary. I was just about to give him a piece of my mind, before I heard an actual growl from behind me. I stiffened, my breath hitching. The kid tensed as well, uttering a shaky apology. I didn't dare turn around. Instead I just looked down, and quietly let the kid do what he had to do. Five minutes later, the kid started packing up all his things.
     "I'll be back with the results Alfa." He mumbled before scurrying out of the room. I looked at the door, a look of bewilderment on my face. Did he just call him alpha? Was this some kind of cult?
     No, not a cult.
     Then what?
     Silence. I groaned before turning to steel eyes, who was watching me intensely. I stifled a yawn before stretching on the bed. I really wanted to take a shower. I really wanted to go home. Anger surged through me, as I was reminded about what this privileged man did. I was just about to open my mouth to tell him, when my stomach chose to growl as loud as it could. I closed my eyes, hoping that he didn't hear, but of course he did.
     "You're hungry. Come." He stood from his chair and stretched, before walking towards the door and holding it open. He turned as gestured for me to get up.
     "Actually, c-can I take a shower first?" I asked sheepishly. He raised his eyebrows at me before smirking and closing the door. He looked at me for a good five minutes, before leaving the room. I looked at the door in shock, before rage came crashing down. Did that asshole really just leave? Because I requested a shower?! I got up from the bed and stomped towards the door and banging on it.
     "HEY YOU RUDE, SELFISH, ENTITLED A-"
     "I wouldn't finish that if I were you love." Steel eyes growled. I looked up with wide eyes. Where the door once was, now stood steel eyes. My fist had just pulled back to bang on the door again. I stopped just below his shoulder, and we stood nose to chest. I smiled sheepishly before taking a huge step back. I looked up at him, to see his eyes practically glowing. I wondered if I put my hand up towards them, would the light show on it? He pushed me from the door before coming in and slamming the door behind him.
     "Are all women as impatient as you?" He asked glaring at me. I looked at him confused. "I went to get you a changing pair of clothes, because if you hadn't noticed, you don't have anything to change into." He grumbled, setting the clothes on the bed. I looked at them to see a pair of men's boxers, followed my a pair of folded sweat pants. I picked up the bottle of men's body wash, and turned to look at steel eyes.
     "I said could I take a shower, not you. And where's the shirt?" I asked going through the pile again, even looking on the floor Incase he dropped it. When I didn't get an answer, I looked up, to see him pulling off his shirt. God himself couldn't prepare me for that. Or what was to come.
     Danger. Danger. Danger.